Flyers, Rights and Manifestos

Who: Dean and open!
Where: Parking lot
When: immediately after school

Dean was tired, and the blast of cold air that hit as he left the school building and headed for Sophie's car was a shock to the system. He kept his head down as he walked, making his way through the crowds of students who were also getting out of there as fast as they could, the sounds of them talking and calling to each other ringing in his ears, though the lying snow had a slightly muffling quality he was beginning to appreciate. Nothing seemed to echo as much in the snow, one upside to the winter weather.

There were still quite a few people around as he hit the parking lot and reached into the pocket of his leather jacket for his keys, pulling them out as he got to the car he'd parked on the edge of the lot nearest the school, thankful for the sweet space this morning, lucky to get it. His eyes caught the front windscreen and the flyer tucked under the wiper. He pulled it out, noticing there were similar ones under quite a few of the nearby cars. "Ghost Rights: a Manifesto" he read aloud, in a doubtful tone of voice, wondering who the hell had written this particular gem.